The big brother only wears makeup to the mirror

The news that He Changsheng and Huang Quanliu were going to duel quickly spread throughout the Fuxi Academy after Tang Zhi's propaganda.

Early the next morning, the disciples of Fuxiyuan began to set up stalls to bet and gamble to see who would win.

Lin Jian was taken by Tang Zhi to watch the excitement.

To be honest, Lin Jian didn't understand the level of cultivators at all. According to his judgment based on other people's reactions, He Changsheng's strength should be the best among all cultivators.

"Of course." Tang Zhi unreservedly spread all the knowledge of the cultivation world to Lin Jian, "When the elder brother first came to Fuxi Academy, many people were dissatisfied because his attitude was too arrogant."

"What do many people mean?" Lin Jian asked humbly.

"Everyone except me and Master, Master has always been doting on Senior Brother, and I have always been tolerant to beauties. Therefore, according to the tradition, the disciples of Fuxi Academy challenged Senior Brother, originally to frustrate Senior Senior Brother's arrogance. As a result, they failed one by one, singled out. In the end, the senior brother said that they could form a group to challenge, but they all failed.” The reason why they are working hard now and accepting He Changsheng infinitely is because they were frustrated before, “Including the second senior brother , Third Senior Sister and Gu Huan, I laughed so hard, they thought that Senior Brother had never practiced formally, so he couldn’t possibly be their opponent, and then they all threw themselves into the street.”

Tang Zhi's nature is to like to watch the excitement.

"So that's how it is." Lin Jian pointed to the gambling table and asked his own question, "But there are more people who beat the uncle to win than the senior brother."

Unexpectedly, people in Fuxiyuan seemed to think that Huang Quanliu would win this duel.

"After all, the level of strength of the uncle is not false." Tang Zhi was not surprised, "And the senior brother has a fatal weakness."

"What?" It was the first time Lin Jian heard of such a thing.

"Yes, senior brother has a fatal weakness." Tang Zhi touched Lin Jian's head mysteriously, "If the opponent is someone else, that weakness is not a weakness, but unfortunately this time the opponent is the second uncle, so everything is up to you." It's hard to say."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhi took out a piece of silver from her pocket, and said to Lin Jian, "Go and play as you please, and I'll place a bet."

Lin Jian looked at Tang Zhi with contempt.

He said so much, but didn't say the key words.

What is He Changsheng's fatal weakness?

Seeing that he couldn't figure it out, Lin simply went to He Changsheng's room to look for him.

He Changsheng had already woken up, but the strange thing was that he wasn't combing his hair at this point.

"Hmph." Seeing Lin Jian approaching, he snorted softly.

"I haven't said anything yet, what are you humming?" Lin Jian closed the door.

"You didn't have a place to live before, so you came to my room to sit temporarily, and you can still explain to the outside world." He Changsheng completely believed in Lin Jian's words, "But now you have a place to stay, and it's hard for me to come here again. reason."

In order to keep his room from entering other people, He Changsheng has been working hard alone.

In fact, it's nothing if he doesn't work hard. According to Lin Jian's opinion after coming here, no one would dare to step into He Changsheng's room.

"You can say, because my room is integrated with your house and this yard, so you can visit each other. Other people live in places that don't belong to this area, so they can't come in." Lin Jian spoke one after another. sets.

He Changsheng was persuaded again, he asked: "It's so early in the morning, you don't study, and you don't practice, why are you bothering me?"

Lin Jianwen said, and quickly ran to He Changsheng's side.

He Changsheng coughed, reminding Lin Jian to keep a distance from him.

Lin Jian didn't know whether it was because he was in a hurry or on purpose, he ignored He Changsheng's warning, leaned in front of He Changsheng, and said to him, "You will have a duel with the second uncle at noon today."

"Yes." He Changsheng didn't even need to think about it, he knew that everyone in Fuxiyuan must know about it now.

"The fourth senior brother said that the second senior uncle is very powerful." Lin Jian was laying the groundwork.

"After all, he is the elder of Fuxi Academy." He Changsheng did not deny this matter.

"Will you lose?" Lin Jian asked directly.

He Changsheng stared at Lin Jian when he heard that, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

Lin Jian looked sincere.

"Hmph." He Changsheng turned his face away.

"They are betting. If you will lose, then I will buy Shishu to win, and then I will share some money with you."

Looking at Lin Jian's face, He Changsheng suddenly felt that the cute child he had before was gone forever, and Fuxi Courtyard was indeed a terrible dye vat. "Do you want me to win, or do you want me to lose?" He Changsheng asked.

"Haha." Lin Jian laughed guiltily.

He Changsheng stared at him.

"Can I decide this kind of thing?" Lin Jian was flattered.

"No." He Changsheng shook his head, then pointed to himself, "I can."

"Then of course I want you to win!" Lin Jian said loudly.

"Because my odds of winning are relatively high?" He Changsheng thought about it from a very realistic perspective.

Lin Jian nodded.

He Changsheng walked over with a fan.

"I'm just joking, senior brother, you have no sense of humor." Lin Jian caught his fan.

"Don't block my fan." He Changsheng was unhappy.

Lin Jian trembled in fear, then let go of his hand obediently.

He Changsheng's face collapsed all morning and he couldn't hold back anymore. He smiled, and then gently stroked Lin Jian's face with his fan.

Lin Jian felt that his whole body was numb.

"Little ghost." Sometimes He Changsheng felt that Lin Jian was too big a kid.

Seeing Rumeng waking up, Lin immediately put on a serious face and asked, "Then should I buy you to win, or my uncle to win?"

"What do you want so much money for?" He Changsheng would change his mind based on his answer.

"Save money to buy you clothes." Lin Jian lied.

"Hmm." He Changsheng was thinking seriously, and he actually felt that this idea is not impossible, "Okay, then you go and pressure me to win."

"Oh, really?"

"really."

"If I lose money, will you be responsible?"

"Before I get angry, see Lin, get out of this room." He Changsheng pointed at the door.

"Then I'm going!" Lin Jian quickly ran out of the room.

After he left, He Changsheng stroked his hair.

He is also very troubled whether to win or lose.

"Will you really win?" The closed door was opened again, and Lin Jian looked at He Changsheng who was sitting at the table with distrustful eyes.

He Changsheng nodded resolutely, and said, "Don't worry, buy it and I will win."

Sometimes, He Changsheng also wanted to trick Lin Jian.

Lin Jian squinted at He Changsheng.

He Changsheng shook his fan, but smiled and said nothing.

After a while, it came to noon.

Fuxi Academy built a duel platform because there were a lot of farts. Whenever there was a dispute, they would fight according to the tradition.

Because there is so much shit, the quality of duels is uneven.

Not all disciples of Fuxiyuan are powerful and suitable for fighting.Sometimes two disciples who focus on theoretical research fight, and the scene is quite childish. At the beginning, they will symbolically use spells to fight, and then poke with swords, set fires and so on. Afterwards, the magic power is exhausted, and the two of them will fight together. Start melee.People who don't exercise regularly fight each other with hands and feet, which makes people feel both funny and distressed.

But the two duels today, He Changsheng and Huang Quanliu, are both well-known sword cultivators, and they can be said to be the top fighters in Fuxi Academy.

Huang Quanliu was a rigorous person, and arrived a quarter of an hour before the duel's appointed time.He stood on the dueling platform, holding his sword in his hand, illuminated by the bright moon and pine.

When the time came, He Changsheng did not show up.

"Eldest brother is late again."

"Someone come and call him."

Come personally.

Everyone looked at Lin Jian together.

Lin Jian found out that he came to this place to be fully responsible for all the issues related to He Changsheng.

He hurried to He Changsheng's residence.

"Little disciple doesn't know how to control the sword or the floating spell, so why let him go." Anyone can reach He Changsheng's residence faster than Lin Jian.

Everyone heard the words and looked around, but they didn't answer.

Lin Jian ran to the place where He Changsheng lived, and found him standing at the door, not moving.

"Eldest brother, you're late." Lin Jian didn't know that it was customary for He Changsheng to be late, so he urged him.

"It's my fault." He Changsheng suddenly said with a heavy face.

He Changsheng would actually admit that he had done something wrong. Seeing that Lin looked up at the sky, he was afraid that a thunderbolt would suddenly fall from the clear sky and it would rain cats and dogs.

He Changsheng suddenly took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a regretful expression: "It's too hot at noon, I shouldn't have chosen to fight at such a time. How about... choose another time .”

He was going to skip the duel.

"Eldest brother, it's best not to." Lin Jian had already foreseen the reaction of the group of onlookers, "Everyone is already waiting for you."

"Then let's make a quick decision." He Changsheng blocked the sun with his folding fan, and finally stepped out of the house.

In order to reduce the time spent basking in the sun on the road, He Changsheng took Lin Jian and flew to the dueling stage with the floating spell.

"He Changsheng!" Huang Quanliu was furious.

He Changsheng put Lin Jian down, and muttered: "He also said that I am often angry. Compared with this person, I can calm down very easily."

"You're late!" Huang Quanliu was angry at this point.

"Sorry." He Changsheng apologized lightly, and wanted to explain, "I have a reason."

"Don't talk about it, I don't want to be more angry." Huang Quanliu knew that He Changsheng's reasons were all those trivial things that were so small that even using the word trivial would be exaggerated.

He Changsheng turned against the guest: "Since you know, why did you propose a duel at noon? Second Martial Uncle, you have a dark mind."

Huang Quanliu was furious, drew out his long sword, pointed at He Changsheng, trembling with anger, said: "Come up to me, I will teach you to respect the teacher today!"

He Changsheng glanced at Fang Jingxin, who was sitting in a good seat watching the play, and muttered, "My master has never had any objections to me."

"Come up!" Huang Quanliu was too lazy to talk to him, and argued that he was not He Changsheng's opponent.

"Hold this for me." He Changsheng put away the fan and handed it to Lin Jian, "If it gets dirty or damaged, I'll hang you up and beat you."

With Tang Zhi at the side, Mao suggested himself, "I'll get it."

"No." He Changsheng was afraid that Tang Zhi would be hung up and beaten by himself, so he intentionally broke Tang Zhi's fan.

Lin Jian took his fan.

He Changsheng took off the Kongshan sword hanging from his back, and flew up to the duel ring.

He Changsheng flew up, then landed on the dueling platform.The clothes he is used to wearing have many layers, are light in color, and have wide sleeves, so when he flies up, the clothes are fluttering, like a fairy descending into the world.

When his foot touched the floor of the dueling ring, Huang Quanliu was in trouble. He condensed his energy on the sword and thrust out an attack.

As the sword energy struck, He Changsheng quickly pulled out the Kongshan Sword and blocked it with his sword.

The attack was not completely blocked, and the rest of the force rushed towards him.He Changsheng tilted his head, Jianfeng flew past his head, raised his hair, and looked over with his eyes.

Huang Quanliu used this attack to attract his attention, then flew up and came to him.

Mingyue Songjianzhao was about to slash at He Changsheng's face. In an instant, the Kongshan sword turned half a circle, just blocking Mingyue Songjianzhao.

"I will keep fighting with you, keep winning, until I finally ask you to wear the uniform of Fuxiyuan!" Huang Quanliu shouted, "You are not allowed to waste money any more."

"Uncle Master, forgive me for refusing to cooperate with your dream." He Changsheng swung Huang Quanliu's sword away with force in his hand, "When I was coaxed to come in, Master said that I would be provided with food, shelter and clothes."

"Why did he fall in love with you, a prodigal son!"

"Because I'm... very strong?"

Although the two have been talking, the movements in their hands have never stopped.

Their moves are fast, and there are many moves, and the situation changes instantly.

Huang Quanliu is calm, but He Changsheng is tricky.

When the first critical moment came, He Changsheng moved a little faster, and the flying sword pierced Huang Quanliu's heart.Huang Quanliu had quick eyes and quick hands, and Mingyue Songjian lifted it up first.He had a prediction at this moment that if He Changsheng stabbed him, he could block it with his sword, then bring He Changsheng into his attack range, and attack him in turn with the Five Elements Technique.

The corners of He Changsheng's lips rose, and he smiled slightly.

This smile turns all living beings upside down, because he smiles coldly and mercilessly.

Oops!

Huang Quanliu groaned inwardly.

He Changsheng made a feint shot, and actually flew to Huang Quanliu's back, attached the wind technique to the sword, and made the most ruthless move.Huang Quanliu let go of his hand and threw the sword away.Mingyue Songjian flew behind him, blocking He Changsheng's sword wind.Huang Quanliu stretched his hand behind his back and took back his sword.The sword wind that He Changsheng struck did not stop because of this, he struck again, the wind was full of force.Huang Quanliu was holding the sword, but he was unwilling to let go, so the sword and him were sent flying.

In mid-air, Huang Quan lost his balance.

He Changsheng stepped on the floor with both feet, jumped up, and threw the Kongshan sword at Huang Quanliu, his hands began to form a sword formation.

Based on the large duel platform, the sword formations are arranged at the four corners.As soon as He Changsheng moved his hand, the sword flew towards Huang Quanliu.

Huang Quan used spells to open the sword.

As soon as the Kongshan sword was released, there were at least dozens of attacks, which were repeated, impermanent, and endless.

In an instant, Kong Shanjian moved too fast, and a sword shadow appeared, as if dozens of swords were attacking Huang Quanliu together.

Outside the battlefield, Lin Jian asked Tang Zhi: "Eldest brother has the upper hand?"

Tang Zhi felt that there was a long way to go in educating Lin Jian.

"Brother's attack is very simple."

Because he became a monk halfway and had never systematically studied any cultivation technique, He Changsheng's attacks were always simple and direct, sometimes very childish.Anyone who knows things can tell at a glance that He Changsheng relies more on his own strength and fighting instinct than skills and spells.

For a person like him, the most worthy of attention is a person with comprehensive abilities and a keen sense of tricks.

Huang Quanliu was in the sword formation, and said: "Do you think a small phantom formation and sword formation can coax me?"

Huang Quan flowed into formation, and then broke the formation.

Dozens of phantom Kongshan swords disappeared in an instant, and a sword on the main body flew back to He Changsheng's hand.

He Changsheng showed an unattractive smile.

Sure enough, the people in Fuxiyuan are more difficult to deal with.

"Are you provoking me on purpose?" Huang Quanliu flew in the air.

He Changsheng looked up at him, the sun was shining on him, his forehead was already sweating.

The bright moon and pines of Huangquanliu float in mid-air, slowly accelerating and turning in circles.

"Your move just now really imitated my Mingyue Songjian photo." Huang Quanliu recognized it, "childish."

"Master Uncle has already consumed so much of his true energy, and he still speaks stubbornly, which is very childish." He Changsheng leisurely held his sword flower, laughing and cursing, without being nervous.

Although his moves are simple, every move is a killer move, and he used his true energy.Although Huang Quanliu felt childish, he didn't dare to relax.Moreover, resisting every move of He Changsheng required the expenditure of zhenqi. After such a confrontation, Huang Quanliu was out of breath, feeling that the zhenqi in his abdomen was gradually emptying out.

If the battle lasted for a long time, He Changsheng could consume him to death.

After all, He Changsheng had more mana than him.

The duel with He Changsheng must not be delayed.

"Since you imitated my photo of Mingyue Songjian, let me show you what this move really looks like." Huang Quanliu also formed a sword array.

He Changsheng distanced himself from him.

"Okay, didn't I say that senior brother has a fatal weakness?" Tang Zhi put his arm on Lin Jian's shoulder and said regretfully, "Senior senior is the type of strong attack and weak defense, and this weak defense is so weak that it is unbelievable the point."

"The bright moon shines among the pines!" Huang Quanliu drove his sword.

He also formed a sword formation, but the range was not as small as that of He Changsheng, and the tricks of the sword formations pushing each other were as simple as that.

The bright moon shines brightly, the pine trees in the forest stand tall, casting tens of millions of shadows.

Dozens of bright moon and pine photos appeared behind Huang Quanliu.

Those are not phantoms, they are real.

The reason why a famous sword is a famous sword is because the sword itself has its own skills.

The sword in the empty mountain is like this, and the bright moon shines among the pines.

Dozens of swords rushed down together, pointing directly at He Changsheng.

He Changsheng stood, didn't respond for a moment, his eyes widened.

The first sword was already in front of him.

"He Changsheng!" Lin Jian was startled.

Dozens of swords pierced through at the same time, a strong wind blew up around, and dust rose up, blocking everyone's sight for a while.

"Cough cough cough." Everyone coughed, and then waved away the dust.

Huangquanliu floats in the air and does not move.

He Changsheng didn't move at all.

Huang Quanliu used a simple spell to blow away all the dust.

Everyone finally saw He Changsheng.

He fell on the floor, endured the attack just now, moved his feet, coughed, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He was hurt, but he didn't say a word, like a puppet that was simply broken.

"Eldest brother got powerful mana from somewhere, but his body was weak before, and he hasn't improved since then." Tang Zhi explained, "If he receives a blow from the enemy, his body will not be able to bear it."

This is He Changsheng's fatal weakness.

"Hiss, it really is the second uncle." Everyone was not surprised by this result.

Lin Jian looked at He Changsheng worriedly, moved his footsteps, and wanted to rush over.

"It's okay." Tang Zhi pulled Lin Jian.

Huang Quanliu still has a sense of proportion.

"Huh." Seeing He Changsheng collapsed, Huang Quanliu breathed a sigh of relief.

finally finished...

He Changsheng got up from the floor, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, with a look of disdain.

Everyone in Fuxi Academy knows his weakness, so they know that as long as he succeeds in one move, he will lose his momentum.

"Surrender?" Huang Quanliu pointed his sword at He Changsheng.

"To be honest, I have been thinking about it." He Changsheng could no longer stand firm.

Huangquanliu... so cool.

I can finally beat this prodigal son!

"The rules of the dueling arena, one is that the opponent falls down, and the other is to leave the domain of the dueling arena." He Changsheng told Huang Quanliu the rules.

"The dueling stage...it's huge." Huang Quanliu knew what he wanted to fight.

"Let me try." He Changsheng put away the Kongshan sword.

"Why did you withdraw the sword?" Everyone was confused by He Changsheng's operation.

The summer wind blows.

Huang Quanliu was blown by the wind, and couldn't help blinking.

faster than the wind.

He Changsheng came to Huang Quanliu faster than the wind, and then he stretched out his palm and hit Huang Quanliu in the stomach.

Huang Quanliu couldn't describe how he felt at that moment. He felt that his internal organs were displaced by He Changsheng's blow. After that, he flew up and rushed straight back. This force beat him to the ground. About to fly out of the duel ring.

He Changsheng stood where he was, and he breathed a sigh of relief as the wind carried his robe forward.

It's not over yet.

"Excellent." Huang Quanliu appeared behind him.

"Uncle, we are all on our own, or...it's almost fine..." He Changsheng turned his head.

The two looked at each other.

"Financial problems! No room!"

"I have a problem with my clothes, and there's no room for it."

Both of them didn't want to fight anymore, so they made a final move to decide the winner.

"Ding." Lin Jian saw one of He Changsheng's earrings fall to the ground.

"Oh!"

"Changsheng, it's almost fine."

Before the palms of the two met, Fang Jingxin flew onto the dueling stage, hugged his junior brother, and jumped out of He Changsheng's attack range.

He Changsheng had more than one earring, even the golden crown was snatched away by Huang Quanliu with his sword just now.

Losing the golden crown and one earring, He Changsheng's whole body exuded a strong infuriating energy, his feet dented the floor, and the wind surrounded him, blowing frantically.

The surrounding walls and trees fell down, and the disciples onlookers quickly built a barrier to protect the place and people.

He Changsheng turned his head.

There was no emotion in his dark eyeballs, but they were not as emotionless as usual.All in all, chilling.

Fang Jingxin threw to him the golden crown hanging on the Huangquan Liujian.

He Changsheng took it over, and the dangerous aura around him immediately dissipated.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"I think..." He Changsheng said suddenly.

"You won." Huang Quanliu conceded the bet.

"No, I want to say..." He Changsheng closed his eyes, and he was on the verge of falling, "Come and catch me."

When He Changsheng was in a coma, he saw Lin Jian running towards him.Then because Lin Jian was too thin and he was still a little heavy, He Changsheng and Lin Jian fell together.

Regarding this duel, Huang Quanliu expressed regret afterwards that his intestines were green.

If a person loses, he has to spend money to buy clothes, and if the duel stage is broken, he has to spend money to repair it.In addition, He Changsheng fell down, and he had to spend money on medicines to replenish his health.

Huang Quanliu is autistic.

He Changsheng fainted, and when he woke up, he changed into clean clothes and lay on the bed.

Lin Jian sat aside and took care of him.

He Changsheng rubbed his face against the quilt, feeling very relieved, as expected, finding someone to take care of him was the right thing to do.

Seeing him wake up, Lin fed him water and gave him a pastry to bite.

He Changsheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, accepting Lin Jian's care.

"Eldest brother, you don't have to fight so hard." Lin Jian had to say something when he remembered the duel before.

He Changsheng took a few glances at Lin Jian.

"Ok?"

"I originally wanted to go up and do a few random moves." He Changsheng felt a little wronged.Of course he knew that he couldn't win against Huang Quanliu if he didn't show some real skills, but he would hurt himself if he was a little serious.

"and then?"

"Didn't you want me to win?" He Changsheng was angry at Lin Jian for not remembering what he said.

Lin Jian was taken aback.

He Changsheng didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Lin Jian was silent for a while, then smiled, and happily told him the good news: "We won a lot of money."

He Changsheng still didn't speak.

Lin Jian had no choice but to move, turning He Changsheng's body to face him.

Looking at his fawning face, He Changsheng soon lost his anger, and then told him: "Very good... I have recently taken a fancy to a few pairs of shoes."

Afterwards, He Changsheng was able to get up a little bit, and when he was going out to have a shower, he happened to meet Huang Quanliu who was on crutches.

The two were speechless.

Why do you say that there are two of them?

"Ahem." Huang Quanliu spoke first, and said, "I was impulsive this time, it was my fault, and I lost too. In the future, you can buy whatever clothes you want."

He apologized first.

Fang Jingxin said that treating He Changsheng was like looking in a mirror.

When others introspect and reflect in front of He Changsheng, he will follow suit.

"I'm also at fault, I'm at fault..." He Changsheng thought for a long time but couldn't think of his own fault, "Uh... Anyway, I'm at fault too."

"No, no, it's all because of my old disrespect."

"Second Martial Uncle, don't say that."

Huang Quanliu said: "In the future, you can buy whatever clothes you like."

He Changsheng thought for a while, and said, "Then let's treat it as if the bet doesn't exist."

Huang Quanliu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gratifiedly, and left slowly.

After walking far away, Huang Quanliu jumped up excitedly.

The method that the senior brother in charge said turned out to be really useful!

Later, He Changsheng was still on the way of spending money.

Huang Quanliu came to the door and asked, "Didn't we say that betting doesn't exist?"

He Changsheng said: "Yes, so I have returned to my life attitude before the bet."

That is, the daily life of shopping.

Huang Quanliu was so angry that he threw his crutches.

Among the bets at that time, Lin Jian won the most.

Tang Zhi wanted to take advantage immediately.

"I can give you some, but I have a question, and I want to ask the fourth brother." Lin Jian has had this question for a while.

"Ask." Tang Zhi felt that there was no question that could trouble her.

"How does Fuxi Academy arrange the order of disciples?" Lin Jian asked.

"First come, first come. Those who come in at the same time will be divided according to their ability." Tang Zhi felt that this question was extremely simple.

"No exceptions?"

"There is no need for a special case. There are actually no benefits for senior disciples. Senior senior brother is an exception. But it's not because he is senior senior brother, but because he is He Changsheng."

"Then, the elder brother came in later than you, why is he the elder brother?" Lin Jian asked suddenly.

Tang Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and then said in surprise, "How do you know about this?"

Lin Jian was silent for a while, and then asked Tang Zhi to recall what he said, "You said that when the senior brother first came, the second senior brother, the third senior sister, and the fifth senior sister all disagreed."

He Changsheng came after them, but he became their elder brother.

Since there is no special case of disciples in Fuxi Academy, what happened to He Changsheng?

When Tang Zhi heard Lin Jian's question, she suddenly became very serious.

There was rarely such a serious expression on his face.

Tang Zhi rubbed Lin Jian's hair, walked past him, and then ran away suddenly, "I'm going to check on Eldest Brother's injury!"

He escaped.

Lin Jian turned to look at Tang Zhi's back, thinking.

Fuxiyuan has many secrets.